Green tea sick beauty just wants to be a salted fish

Chapter 37

It's not that Fu Cheng didn't know that he was sick, but five days ago, at the moment when he got sick, he knew that he couldn't control himself again, so he chose to ask Yu Hanzhou for help.

He knew that if Yu Hanzhou could save him, he would naturally have a way to calm him down, at least not to do strange things, and not to lose his temper at others.

Yu Hanzhou also agreed.

Fu Cheng felt relieved, and after that, she completely let herself sink into the illusion, not knowing when it will be.

It's just that I'm sober now, and I remember vaguely that when he was sick, he seemed to have done something extraordinary...

Some vague and ambiguous scenes flashed through his mind, such as feeding medicine, he refused to wear his own clothes and asked Yu Hanzhou to help change them...

Fu Cheng sat on the small couch in a daze, and after a long while, Fang turned his head hesitantly, looking at Yu Hanzhou sitting beside him.

The man was looking at him steadfastly, his eyes were light and his thoughts were deep, it seemed no different from before.

But when he woke up just now, Yu Hanzhou laughed and wanted to hug him very naturally...

Fu Cheng blushed unconsciously from being stared at, lowered her head, and curled up, hugging her knees.

He silently buried his face between his arms, only showing a pair of wet eyes, and looked at Yu Hanzhou in embarrassment.

But Yu Hanzhou didn't seem to mind being rejected by him just now, he just reached out and took the pills on the table, handed them to him, sat a little closer, and coaxed in a low voice: "Take the pills first, and then you will be the same again." You explain."

"En." Fu Cheng let go of her hand, picked up the pill, and put it in her mouth.

The entrance was very sweet, he frowned, and was just about to grab the teacup, but the man handed it over and carefully pressed it to his lips.

Fu Cheng reached out to hold the teacup, wanting to drink it by herself, but Yu Hanzhou just didn't let go.

Even, while holding the teacup steadily, the big hand with well-articulated bones stroked his chin, motioning him to open his mouth to drink water.

"Uh..." Fu Cheng's face burned with embarrassment, he grabbed the cup and tugged at it, but Yu Hanzhou just didn't move.

"Be good, and you will melt if you don't drink the medicine."

"Uh..." Fu Cheng glanced at the other party with grievances, and finally let go of her hand, following Yu Hanzhou's movements, she slowly drank the warm water.

After several sips in a row, the sweetness was completely gone.

He swallowed the pill, then moved back, a little further away from Yu Hanzhou.

Seeing this, the man seemed to curl his lips slightly.

Fu Cheng looked over hesitantly, but couldn't see it again, thought for a moment that she was hallucinating, so she didn't think much about it.

Yu Hanzhou quickly fetched the cloak for him, stood up and put it on him carefully, fastened the belt, and adjusted the somewhat messy girdle along the way.

Fu Cheng looked down at the hand that was close at hand, always feeling a little too close.

But Yu Hanzhou did it very naturally, it didn't make him feel uncomfortable at all, it was even much more comfortable than when he did it himself, Fu Cheng was too embarrassed to refuse.

After putting on his clothes, the man took off the damp and hot veil again, and leaned over to wipe his face.

It's just that as soon as Fu Cheng was wiped, his temper came up.

He grabbed the veil and said, "I'll wipe it myself."

Yu Hanzhou paused for a moment when he heard the words, then smiled slightly, and said: "A few days ago, Chengcheng insisted on serving her in the truth."

"Then..." Fu Cheng was rendered speechless, and someone snatched the veil back, stuck it on her face and continued to wipe.

The man's hot fingertips pinched his chin, and the movement of wiping was very careful and meticulous.

Fu Cheng was flustered and murmured in a low voice, "I... I don't know anything, I'm fine now, you're still like this..."

"What's the matter?" Yu Hanzhou finally smiled at him, and said calmly, "Do you remember, Cheng Cheng, isn't it still you? At worst, you just need to get used to the truth again."

"You!" Fu Cheng was furious for a while, and cursed, "You are not a maid, why do you want to help me, this makes me look like a child."

"Aren't you just a baby here?" Yu Hanzhou didn't care, even rubbed his dimples dotingly after wiping his face, and added, "I'm talking about Yu Hanzhou's little ancestor, have you forgotten? Little liar."

"Uh..." Fu Cheng was completely defeated.

He stared straight at Yu Hanzhou, trying to persuade him to quit.

But no matter how indifferent and arrogant he was, Yu Hanzhou remained indifferent. After wiping his face, he wiped his neck and palms, and then took balm to wipe his face and hands, saying that it was windy outside, and he was afraid of hurting his skin. Tong is still careful.

Yu Hanzhou actually knows Fu Cheng's helplessness and embarrassment better than anyone else, but that doesn't stop the man from doing anything, because Yu Hanzhou won't give Fu Cheng a chance to refuse, whether he remembers it or not.

"It's sunny today. I will take you to the Chongyang Festival to enjoy the chrysanthemums. We will be in the pavilion. No one will dare to be rude, and no outsiders will scare you, okay?"

Familiar whispers sounded in his ears, Fu Cheng nodded subconsciously, and belatedly remembered that Yu Hanzhou was explaining to him the reason why he appeared here today.

He was relieved for a moment, and when the ointment was finished, he withdrew his hand and hid it in his sleeve.

Yu Hanzhou didn't mind either, and took an ivory comb to comb his hair.

Fu Cheng was even more at a loss, turned her head and saw the slightly curly hair being held by a man, and asked hesitantly, "How many times have you combed my hair?"

Yu Hanzhou smiled, and said: "Forgot about Chengcheng? I combed it for you once before, and in the past six days, I have combed it every day."

If you don't comb it, the little quilt will lose your temper.

Of course, Yu Hanzhou didn't say the last sentence.

Fu Cheng was probably aware of her own virtue, and looked again, only to feel that Yu Hanzhou's slender fingers ran through the jet-black hair, and gently massaged his scalp, always feeling a little inexplicably ashamed.

He turned his head silently, suddenly wanting to knock himself out six days ago.

He must have lost his mind to find it fun to make Yu Hanzhou work and boss him around.

Yes, although being Yu Hanzhou's ancestor is indeed very proud, but now it is not that he asked to be the ancestor, but Yu Hanzhou turned him to be the ancestor, and he may be punished if he is improper.

The little quilt in Fu Cheng's heart lay unlovely, turning her head and biting the corner of the quilt, whining.

But he couldn't show it on his face, after all, he was very proud and couldn't be ashamed.

In fact, Yu Hanzhou didn't feel uncomfortable taking care of him, he was very considerate in everything, Fu Cheng worked hard to get used to it, and it was over after being next to each other.

After everything was taken care of, Yu Hanzhou ordered people to prepare, and then leaned over to hug him.

Before Fu Cheng had time to say anything, she soared into the air and was firmly carried off the carriage.

It was silent outside, and there seemed to be no one.

Fu Cheng wore a hood and turned her head to look curiously, only to see that there are blooming chrysanthemums everywhere.

When they got out of the car, all the maids waiting on the road on both sides knelt down and bowed their heads in salute.

"I have met the Prime Minister, and I have seen Prince Andinghou."

Yu Hanzhou cried out, lowering his eyes to explain to Fu Cheng.

"This is the Heng'an Garden. Your Majesty will enjoy the Double Ninth Festival banquet with the courtiers in front. The female relatives are in another Heng'an Garden, led by the Queen."

"Chengcheng and Zhenxiang went to see His Majesty, and then came back to enjoy the chrysanthemum, okay?"

"Yeah." Fu Cheng responded and nodded.

He also realized that this is the imperial palace, Yu Hanzhou brought him, and probably made a special trip to let the old emperor meet him, so it was not the time to talk too much.

Yu Hanzhou walked a few more steps with him in his arms, put him into the wheelchair, and leaned over to close the hood for him.

The fox fur is already fluffy, and the hood is wide, and Fu Cheng is beautiful and beautiful, and the facial features are naturally exquisite and exquisite, and the hood makes it look smaller, which is simply breathtaking.

Yu Hanzhou didn't need to turn his head, he could feel the gazes from all directions, all falling on Fu Cheng.

And this is still facing the palace people who are strictly hierarchical and always abide by the rules. If they meet the courtiers...

Fu Cheng looked up, saw the man staring at him deeply, was puzzled for a moment, and asked suspiciously: "What's wrong?"

"It's okay." Yu Hanzhou thought for a moment, took the scarf from Qingwu, handed it to him, and said, "If you are afraid, wear it."

Seeing this, Fu Cheng glanced at Yu Hanzhou suspiciously, and said, "I don't wear it, so I'm not afraid."

Yu Hanzhou coaxed him, "Don't be brave."

As he said that, the man actually wanted to put it on for him himself.

Fu Cheng hurriedly grabbed the man's sleeve, shook her head, and said, "I'm not a woman, it's not good to wear this."

He looks better than ordinary people, but he is also a man. If he really wears it, although it will save some trouble, but when the courtiers see him, where will he put his face.

Fu Cheng reasonably suspected that Yu Hanzhou did it on purpose and had selfish motives.

He looked straight at the other party, thought for a while, and stretched out his hand to scratch Yu Hanzhou's palm, which was very threatening.

Yu Hanzhou curled his lips slightly, as if he knew he couldn't fool the young man, so he had to return the scarf to Qing Wu, saying: "I won't wear it now, and I will see you later, so don't panic."

"I'm not panicking." Fu Cheng felt that he wouldn't.

Yu Hanzhou chuckled, but leaned over and gently shook his hand, tightened it again, and said, "Then let's go."

Immediately, the man went around behind the wheelchair and pushed Fu Cheng forward.

That wheelchair was exactly the one inlaid with emeralds and gold jade not long ago, and it was very valuable at first glance.

The palace people are the eyes and ears of the palaces, and they have heard about the affairs outside the palace. Now when they saw the astonishingly beautiful son, and noticed the wheelchair and the fox fur, they were all stunned on the spot.

But no matter what, they were just secretly shocked and didn't dare to say a word.

After all, Prince Andinghou was the "outside room" of the Prime Minister Jinwu Zangjiao, and it was sensational to say the least.

Those tongue-twisters have committed a great crime, saying that it is not good to say that the son of the family is an "outside room", it is thanks to the prime minister and the prince of An Dinghou that he has no intention of caring about the rumors outside, otherwise, just this word, that screwer spread it on purpose If you hear the news, you will end up losing your head.

Naturally, the Imperial Palace in Da Nei was quiet everywhere, along the way, Fu Cheng didn't see anyone except the palace people who knelt down to pay respects.

With just one stick of incense, they entered a magnificent palace, where singing and dancing were performed, and drinking and drinking were intertwined.

As soon as Yu Hanzhou appeared, the emperor who was sitting in the hall immediately raised his hand, ordered the dancers of the music hall to step down, and said with a smile: "The prime minister is here, come in quickly, someone will give you a seat."

With her back to Yu Hanzhou, Fu Cheng couldn't see the expression on the man's face, and couldn't turn her head to look at it. She only heard Yu Hanzhou's smiling voice above her head, exchanging a few words with the emperor.

Immediately, the man pushed the wheelchair to the center of the hall, turned around and stood beside Fu Cheng, and bowed his hands in salute.

It has been a long time since the prime minister did not kneel to the emperor. The courtiers were not surprised, and they were especially respectful to Yu Hanzhou, and they all came out to pay respects.

Seeing this, Fu Cheng greeted the emperor honestly.

His appearance was really outstanding, when he hadn't opened his mouth, everyone was watching his behavior intentionally or unintentionally, and now when he spoke, he attracted even more attention.

The old emperor got up from the dragon chair excitedly, and strode down with Yao Wulun's hand.

When he got closer and saw the young man's face clearly, the emperor's eyes were even more red, and he said: "Well, it's really exactly the same as your father, it's too similar... It's so pure and smooth, a gentleman is a good man, he should be rewarded."

As he spoke, the emperor waved his hand, and the palace servants at the side presented a bunch of rewards.

The old man bowed down and looked at Fu Cheng carefully, as if he wanted to hold his hand, but hesitated for a moment when he was about to touch him, then patted Fu Cheng on the shoulder, saying:

"These are meeting gifts for you. Then there is the Marquis of Anding's mansion. I have ordered people to repair it. When you become weaker and become a noble, you will be crowned a national teacher. You have a good life. The prime minister is a good one and will take good care of you."

"Yes. Thank you, Your Majesty." Fu Cheng didn't quite understand why the old emperor was so enthusiastic.

But looking at the faces of the courtiers, this wave of rewards is probably unprecedented.

After all, he is not like the old national teacher, who has the merits of being a dragon, and has devoted his life to loyalty and devotion. It is a matter of course for him to be named the national teacher and the Marquis of Anding.

He was still just a teenager, and even when he met the emperor for the first time today, he directly decided on the title of future national teacher, and pointed out that Yu Hanzhou was taking care of him now, and made it clear that he would support him.

Fu Cheng remembered that in the hexagram, the original owner did not have this kind of treatment, and he never inherited the Andinghou Mansion until his death.

Fu Cheng was small, and the old emperor looked at him with some kindness in his eyes, and soon ordered someone to give him a seat.

Originally, with his current status, he should sit at the head of a first-rank minister, which is equivalent to a second-rank minister.

But the emperor said to let the prime minister take care of him, so Fu Cheng was naturally arranged to sit next to Yu Hanzhou, who had a super first-rank official title, and to sit with him.

After they were seated, the old emperor ordered people to have a banquet at will, and only chatted with Yu Hanzhou and Fu Cheng from time to time.

Fu Cheng glanced sideways at Yu Hanzhou, but saw the man's face was calm, he advanced and retreated with restraint, and he was also chatting and laughing happily when drinking with others.

He obviously doesn't have any pretensions, he doesn't look like a powerful minister who plans strategies and acts arbitrarily, but he is slick and can talk to anyone, but unfortunately, when those people came to Yu Hanzhou, they first showed five points of respect, and even faintly feared and apprehensive, talking Everywhere in the center of the machine is defensive.

A few of them talked and brought the topic to Fu Cheng.

But Yu Hanzhou kept looking after him, whether it was serving him vegetables or soup, Fu Cheng didn't have to answer, and those people retreated by themselves.

Not long after, the Minister of the Ministry of Finance came to toast, and took a special look at Fu Cheng, and said with a smile: "Your Majesty's appearance is unparalleled in the world, he is worthy of being..."

"Lu Zhixing." Before the words finished, Yu Hanzhou interrupted the other party's words, and smiled.

Hubu Shangshu immediately shuddered, and changed his words: "Is your son in good health now?"

"It's okay." Fu Cheng felt that although the young man in front of him had a playful smile on his face, he was looking at him very curiously, and had no other meaning, so he responded.

Unexpectedly, he only said two words, so Yu Hanzhou patted his head and said: "This is a vagabond, it's not worth your attention."

Lu Zhixing, who really lingered in the flowers and planned to waste his life: "..."

Although it is true, there is no need to be so straightforward, right?After all, he is also the most popular young master Pian Pianjia in the capital.

It was rare to see the chief assistant of the court protecting the calf so much, Lu Zhixing coughed lightly and said, "Is your son with the prime minister recently?"

"Yeah. I live with Yu Hanzhou." Fu Cheng nodded.

"Huh?" Lu Zhixing asked casually, but he didn't think it was true. He was dumbfounded for a moment, and subconsciously glanced at Yu Hanzhou.

Isn't this prince An Ding the crown prince's sweetheart?

But a few days ago, I did hear that the prince's morals were not good and he was grounded by the emperor. Could it be because he robbed Yu Hanzhou of a beauty?

With the old emperor's attitude of wanting to treat Yu Hanzhou as his own son, it is really possible.

Hubu Shangshu intuitively touched the truth, wisely stopped asking, and ordered the servant to hand over the gift box to the maid behind Fucheng, saying:

"This official is older than the son, and I got that Zhenlong chess piece by chance a few days ago. I heard that the son loves chess, so it happened to be a gift."

The Shangshu of the Ministry of Industry and others who happened to come over raised their eyebrows when they heard the words, but they also gave the gift with the same words, but in a different way.

Seeing their solemn expressions, Fu Cheng also knew that these were not ordinary gifts, and he was given more than a dozen kinds of meeting gifts in a row, and even a BMW, and asked him to meet the old lady in the mansion. Suddenly, I doubted my age.

Does he look that small?Everyone said he was older than him, either with the look of a good brother, or with the eyes of an old father.

Taking a closer look, there is really no one of the same age in the hall.

Fu Chengmu looked at Yu Hanzhou with a straight face, but saw that the man who was originally happy and angry looked proud at the moment, and raised his hand to touch his head, saying:

"Chengcheng is young and frail, and needs to be raised for a while. After changing his Japanese appearance, bring him to visit the old lady."

Fu Cheng was stroked twice, and she looked at Yu Hanzhou with a look of complacency, so she nodded honestly.

However, he didn't want Yu Hanzhou to get too complacent, so he said, "When I get better, I'll go with brother Yu Hanzhou."

As soon as the words fell, Hubu Shangshu and the others all froze.

It was the first time in my life that I heard someone call the Prime Minister "Brother Yu Hanzhou" in such a sweet tone... I suddenly felt that I lost a few years of life.

And Yu Hanzhou himself was even more stunned, looking down at Fu Cheng.

Fu Cheng thought he was embarrassed, and was about to laugh, but Yu Hanzhou pinched his face dotingly, and said with a smile: "Okay, brother will take you there."

The author says:

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